Evie
through her, in a rush of musk and saffron
Deimos is going to be insufferably smug about their previous conversation having been practically fated in terms of timing, but all Evie can do is sit and panic over the fat, fuzzy blob in her arms as she takes the skyboat home. Her companion - HER COMPANION? - seems entirely done with her and more than happy to ignore the freak-out going on in the Evergreen's mind, because he goes back and forth between peering around the skyboat and snoozing in her arms.
Evie doesn't remember the trudge home, only recalling being grateful that whether it was temperament or bond-magic, the jaguar had not tried to dart away into the rush of civilians on the street. She goes through the motions of knocking snow off her boots, entering, shrugging awkwardly out of her coat without dropping the kitten, and then she just...holds it out in front of her and continues staring.
"Deimos? Love, can you come here?" There's a slightly hysterical note to her voice that she will feel bad about later because it will surely worry him, but as her and the cat stare at one another with very different expressions, she can't regret anything that gets him to her side sooner.
Evie doesn't remember the trudge home, only recalling being grateful that whether it was temperament or bond-magic, the jaguar had not tried to dart away into the rush of civilians on the street. She goes through the motions of knocking snow off her boots, entering, shrugging awkwardly out of her coat without dropping the kitten, and then she just...holds it out in front of her and continues staring.
"Deimos? Love, can you come here?" There's a slightly hysterical note to her voice that she will feel bad about later because it will surely worry him, but as her and the cat stare at one another with very different expressions, she can't regret anything that gets him to her side sooner.
beauty falls into disarray
